"Seventh Elder, if any of you have poison or anything similar on you, please take it out," Qin Shaofeng said to the Seventh Elder.
Aren't you carrying out the will of the dead spirits, trying to make me miserable?
Fine!
Then I'll make you miserable first.
The Seventh Elder was instantly stunned.
Qin Shaofeng merely smiled faintly. "You are a sect elder. You have come in person, yet you are helpless when it comes to the lives and deaths of us people. Could it be that you are unwilling even to provide us with the means to survive?"
Guan Shanqian and the others all glared furiously at the Seventh Elder.
They normally feared the authority of the elders.
But now, with death looming right before their eyes, all that fear had become a thing of the past, utterly beneath mention.
If I can survive, then so what if I offend the Seventh Elder?
Anything that comes later can only be discussed if I stay alive.
If I die here, then even if I grovel and lick the Seventh Elder's boots perfectly, wouldn't it still be of no use at all?
Their hearts beat as one, their minds thought alike. Everyone had forgotten what elderly authority even meant.
If you cannot help us survive, then bring out your resources and let us find a way to survive ourselves.
The Seventh Elder was glared at by those seemingly hysterical gazes until his heart trembled with fear.
He had long since cursed this wilderness upside down in his heart.
Wasn't this supposed to be a land of death, where no living creatures could possibly exist?
Then what the hell were those bloodworms?
How could this be happening?!
The Seventh Elder nearly died of rage at what he saw.
Those were bloodworms!
They were